A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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I know so little about you,

But I'm falling in love with you.

I have been since t

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किसी के लिए सरताज है जिंदगी

कभी दो

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You magnify my happiness

When I am feeling glad;

You help to heal my injured hear

FIE MILENGE

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You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not

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Tinkle, Tinkle little car

How I wonder what you are.

 

Leaking oil e

ishq or dosti

 

Ishq Aur Dosti Meri Zindgi Ke Do Jahan Hain,

Ishq Meri Rooh Toh Dosti Mera

prand ke saman hai

घोर अंधकार हो,

चल रही बयार हो,

आज

The Life....

 

Life is curved

in the shape of a flower,

a curved trajectory

CHUN CHUN KAR

मैं जिसमें चुन -चुन कर कदम रखती हूँ,

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